The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 527

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Chapter 527

I stared at Aris with my mouth agape.

‘Will that actually work?’

No matter how much Glen Zigheart stood at the pinnacle of the Continent as a transcendent being, the opponent was the Dragon Lord.
Dragons were a race that scorned humanity itself, so such a threat seemed unlikely to be effective.

‘Besides….’

He’s his own father, not my Grandfather!

They were far more closely related, yet I couldn’t understand why she referred to him as my Grandfather instead of his own father. He was truly an unusual person.

‘I should prepare for battle… huh?’

Contrary to my expectation that it would have no effect whatsoever, the Dragon Lord’s jaw trembled as if in shock.

“…That human is Glen Zigheart’s grandson?”

The Dragon Lord’s once-unwavering voice cracked for the first time. It was as if an ancient tree without end was swaying.

‘What?’

I widened my eyes as I gazed upon the now-pallid Dragon Lord.

‘It actually worked?’

I never imagined that the Dragon Lord—not merely an ordinary dragon, but the one who commanded all dragons—would be cowed by the name Glen.

“Hmm….”

The Dragon Lord swallowed hard and turned his gaze toward me. As he examined my hair and eyes in turn, his lips curled inward.

“Your face and disposition do indeed resemble his.”
“Why would I tell a lie you’d see through immediately? I’m his grandson, carrying his blood true. He cherishes me more than anyone.”

Aris tilted her jaw mockingly at the Dragon Lord, as if taunting him.

“What will you do? Want to try?”

She let out a scornful laugh, inviting him to boast of his strength as he had moments before.

“Ahem!”

The Dragon Lord cleared his throat and waved his hand.

Goooooooo!

Rather than initiating combat, he withdrew the endlessly spreading waves of mana. The fierce aura that had dominated Aikar subsided before he could even draw another breath.

“Why won’t you come? You said you protect the Continent.”

Aris continued her provocation, curling the corners of her mouth upward.

“I don’t understand how taking Kaibar’s Dragon Heart and corpse serves the Continent’s balance, but I must do what needs to be done.”
“The Dragon Heart contains vast mana of exceptional purity. If misused, it could create serious problems for the Continent’s equilibrium.”

Even now, the Dragon Lord set his jaw firmly, insisting that he acted only for the world’s sake.

“And Kaibar’s corpse?”
“If one uses the dragon’s bones, claws, and horns, one could forge weapons harder than anything else….”
“Does that threaten the Continent’s balance?”
“Well….”

The Dragon Lord’s lips, which had been moving, fell silent at Aris’s mocking question.
Yet his eyes remained unyielding, still reflecting the pride of one who believed himself to be acting for the world’s good.

“Fine. Then I’ll help you take it.”

Aris raised her arm and stretched it back smoothly.

“Rabawin. Take it out.”
“Understood.”

Rabawin opened his spatial pouch. He withdrew the Dragon Heart, which gleamed with iridescent light, and handed it to Aris. His manner reflected complete trust in his master.

“Here, take it.”

Aris Zigheart tossed the dragon heart lightly and caught it again, her eyes narrowing with amusement.

“But if you take this, that boy’s grandfather might go hunt down other dragons and rip out their throats. He’d probably kill three or so.”

She returned one dragon heart and declared she would take three, laughing wickedly.

“Nonsense!”

The Dragon Lord bared his white teeth at Aris Zigheart.

“I know a human named Glen Zigheart. He would never move for such a reason….”
“He would.”

Aris Zigheart cut off the Dragon Lord’s words abruptly.

“You met the Northern Destruction King in the Central Continent, didn’t you? Do you know why he appeared there?”
“That was….”
“Not to capture a Demon Lord like you. He came to save this boy.”

She shrugged her shoulders, speaking another absurdity with perfect composure.

“That doesn’t make any….”

The Dragon Lord began to protest but closed his mouth.

‘No, his movements back then were strange.’

Glen Zigheart had shown no interest in the Demon Lords or humans from other factions.
He had abandoned his battle with the Holy Sword Master and the White Blood Cult Master, entered a barrier that suddenly appeared, and searched for traces of the swordsmen who vanished within it.

During the continental war, Glen Zigheart would never have done such a thing. He had certainly changed from before.

‘If that’s the case, there really is a possibility he might attack other dragons….’

If this golden-haired, blue-eyed human was truly Glen Zigheart’s cherished grandson, there was no telling what he might do. It was wise to avoid any potentially dangerous situation.

“Hmm….”

The Dragon Lord bit his lip as he watched his trembling hand on the staff.

‘That was supposed to be my final warning.’

Glen Zigheart had declared that if I interfered in his affairs even once more, he would wage war against the dragons.

The other members of Zigheart did not frighten me in the slightest, but that single monster called Glen Zigheart was the problem.
I could not fathom a way to kill him after he had defeated the Holy Sword Master and shed his shell.

“Heh….”

I exhaled softly as I watched the Dragon Lord lost in thought.

‘That actually worked?’

Aris’s words were not lies, but neither were they the truth. Glen had come there to save both the Gwangpung Corps and the Heavenly Sword Squad, not to save me alone.

It was a lie that would unravel with just a moment’s thought, but judging by the Dragon Lord’s expression, Aris’s words had struck true.

-So many words, so many words!

Wrath thrust his face forward and furrowed his brow.

-Let the True Demon King rip out that shiny lizard’s throat for you. Just hand over your body!
‘Hmm….’

Though tempted, there was no guarantee that a Demon Lord descent would succeed again, and my freshly healed wounds would certainly worsen, so I pushed Wrath away.

“Take it for the balance of the Continent. Here it is.”

Aris approached the Dragon Lord and held out Kaibar’s Dragon Heart.
It was a clear provocation, but the Dragon Lord did not react, only narrowing his eyes sharply.

“Sigh….”

The Dragon Lord glanced at me once and exhaled a low breath.

“I shall withdraw this time. But you would do well to be cautious. His name will not protect you forever.”
“Why? Aren’t you going to protect the Continent?”

Aris turned her shoulder with a knowing smile.

“Seems like his grandfather scares him, doesn’t it?”
“…It is not fear of him. I merely avoid unnecessary conflict to maintain the balance of the Continent.”

He spat out an excuse so shameful it hardly befitted a Dragon Lord, and struck his staff against the ground.

Whoooosh!

The Dragon Lord vanished in a golden light, just as he had appeared.

“Ha….”

I shook my head as I watched the spot where the Dragon Lord had disappeared.

“D-did he just run away? The Dragon Lord?”
“He did.”

Aris nodded with a soft chuckle, handing the Dragon Heart back to Rabawin as she swept her crimson hair behind her shoulder.

“You saw Kaibar, so you understand—that’s the true form of dragons. The epitome of hypocrisy.”
“True. Stagnant and self-righteous, they believe their actions are always justified and that they act for the good of this Continent. Goldfish with delusions of grandeur.”

Kuberard’s brow furrowed deeply, his displeasure with the dragon evident.

-Humans understand the nature of these lizards well.

Wrath nodded as he observed Aris and Kuberard.

-Dragons are born strong and grow stronger without any effort, so their way of thinking differs fundamentally from other beings.

He twisted his mouth, declaring that dragons were utterly unnecessary to this world.

“Even so, I never expected such shamelessness….”

I let out a hollow laugh. The image of the Dragon Lord who had provoked me first, spouting such a pathetic excuse before fleeing, refused to fade. It was satisfying yet absurd.

“Shamelessness is a fundamental trait of lizards.”

Aris scratched the bridge of her nose, saying I’d get used to it soon enough.

“But Miss Aris.”
“Hmm?”
“Why did you call the Head of House my grandfather? Wouldn’t it work better if you said he was your father?”
“It’s a warning to that bastard.”

She pouted slightly, as if questioning why I’d ask something so obvious.

“A warning?”
“That if you touch him, his father will come out swinging.”
“That’s just bluffing.”
“It’s not bluffing.”

Aris shook her hand firmly, insisting it absolutely wasn’t.

“No, wait—”
—Hey!

Just as I tried to object, Wrath let out a sharp bark.

—It’s all done now. Get ready already!
‘Ready for what?’
—You need to say we’re eating roasted dragon!

Wrath thrust his fist forward, threatening that if I let this slide again, he’d really kill me.

“Sigh…”

I exhaled a sigh deep enough to shake the earth itself, then approached Aris.

“Um, Miss Aris?”
“Yes?”
“There’s something I wanted to tell you…”
“Go ahead. I can grant most requests.”

Aris Zigheart nodded, telling him to just speak.

“I’ll give you whatever you want.”
“The same goes for me! Even if you ask me to teach you the secrets of my swordsmanship, I will gladly share!”

Kuberard and Rabawin smiled, telling me to ask for anything.

“Then… would it be alright if I roasted and ate a dragon?”
“Huh…?”

Aris Zigheart and the other two turned their heads with expressions even more bewildered than when the Dragon Lord had appeared.

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Zigheart Family Estate.

The swordsmen guarding the estate tilted their heads as dust fell from the ceiling.

“Is it an earthquake?”
“Hmm, earthquakes are almost unheard of in the Northern Region.”
“Then what is it? Why has the entire building been shaking since this morning?”
“Could the Head of House get angry about this?”

The swordsmen swallowed hard, worried about the phenomenon shaking the entire estate.

Roen passed the swordsmen whose complexions had grown rigid and headed toward the Audience Chamber. He opened the trembling iron doors and stepped inside, lifting his gaze.

Thump-thump-thump!

Glen Zigheart, seated upon the golden Jade Throne, was bouncing his left leg. The violent vibration caused not only the Audience Chamber but the entire estate to shake as if struck by an earthquake.

“…Have you learned of it?”

The moment Glen Zigheart saw Roen, he swallowed hard and leaned his upper body forward.

“Yes.”

Roen nodded with a faint smile.

“There is some damage, but Aris, Rabawin, and Young Master Raon have all returned safely. As for Kaibar….”
“Forget about that bastard! Is Raon alright?”

Glen Zigheart called out Raon’s name as if Kaibar was beneath his notice.

“Yes. In fact, he has recovered from his upper dantian wounds. It seems he played a crucial role in capturing Kaibar.”

Roen relayed the report that had come from Aikar to Glen Zigheart.

“A crucial role?”
“Young Master Raon apparently ripped out Kaibar’s Dragon Heart.”
“Ripped out the Dragon Heart? That’s just like him.”

Glen Zigheart let out a refreshing laugh. His leg, which had been trembling all day long, finally ceased its vibrations.

“Hehehehe.”

Roen smiled faintly, amused by Glen Zigheart’s reaction.

“Ahem!”

Glen Zigheart cleared his throat, apparently a bit embarrassed, and offered a clumsy excuse.

“Don’t look at me like that. I only asked because if problems arose at sea, it would be troublesome in many ways.”
“Such troublesome matters nearly did occur.”
“What do you mean by that!”

He sprang up from the Jade Throne, having already forgotten that he was making excuses.

“The Dragon Lord suddenly appeared and made threats, I hear.”
“Threats? What threats! What did that lizard say!”
“He demanded Kaibar’s Dragon Heart and corpse, and threatened to attack if they were not handed over.”
“That damned bastard….”

Glen Zigheart clenched his fists. As his wrath manifested as intention, violent tremors began to ripple not just through the Patriarch’s Hall, but across the entire Zigheart estate.

“Fortunately, Lady Aris handled the matter without any issues.”

Roen waved his hand dismissively, as if to say it was fine for now.

“I’m not pleased with this.”

Glen Zigheart’s eyes turned cold as he stroked his chin thoughtfully.

“Shall we kill them all while we have the chance?”

His voice dropped with genuine menace.

“It wouldn’t be impossible, but our losses would be substantial. With Oma joining in, the problem would only grow worse.”

Roen accepted Glen Zigheart’s words seriously and offered a brief analysis.

“Since the Dragon Lord has already lowered his head first, perhaps we should let this matter rest for now.”

He smiled, thinking that since the Dragon Lord had bowed, they could endure this once.

Tsk.

Glen Zigheart clicked his tongue sharply and leaned back against the Jade Throne.

“So when does Raon return?”
“Lady Aris Zigheart didn’t specify. She said if you wish to see him, come yourself….”

Roen bowed his head apologetically.

Boom!

Glen Zigheart’s leg began to bounce without his awareness. The trembling of his long legs resumed.

“Issue an immediate recall order to that brat! Tell him to come back at once!”

That day, the swordsmen of the Zigheart Family Estate suffered chills all day long from the inexplicable vibrations.

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A festival had been held in Aikar.

Many had perished, material losses were substantial, and reconstruction remained incomplete, yet the faces of those enjoying the festival were bright.

Like mourners at a funeral forcing laughter and chatter, everyone spent joyful moments comforting the dead and blessing the living.

Yet there existed one place as quiet as a library, utterly removed from the festivities.

The workshop inside Kuberard’s temporary warship.

I stood before the furnace with a frying pan balanced atop it, my lips pressed thin in frustration. I gazed at the dragon meat sizzling on the pan and exhaled a weary sigh.

‘Why won’t it cook?!’

The dragon meat refused to cook despite being roasted over the furnace’s intense heat. The pan itself was on the verge of melting from the flames.

‘This isn’t meat—it’s ore!’

Its elemental resistance was so formidable, and its flesh so saturated with mana, that even the furnace’s inferno could not overcome it.

-Focus! The juices will all evaporate!

Wrath struck the back of my head, demanding I concentrate on the cooking.

‘There are no juices to evaporate! Let it cook and we’ll see what happens!’
-Is there no mage nearby who can use Hellfire?
‘Are ninth-circle mages common?’
-Useless humans, all of you.

Wrath clicked his tongue in disapproval.

-Then use your own flames. It will take time, but it will cook.

He pointed, instructing me to add the Manhwagong’s heat to the furnace’s fire.

‘Using Martial Arts just to cook meat feels a bit….’
-You foolish bastard. What is the purpose of Martial Arts?
‘To grow stronger.’
-Then how does one grow stronger?
‘Hm?’
-By eating, of course! In the end, eating this meat is no different from you training in Martial Arts!
‘That’s complete nonsense.’

Raon shook his head with a look of pity.

-It IS nonsense, so hurry up and send more heat already!

Wrath tapped his shrunken belly, complaining that he was starving to death.

‘Sigh….’

Raon furrowed his brow and added the Manhwa Palace’s heat to the furnace’s flames.

Whoooosh!

The furnace’s flames grew noticeably larger, but the firepower did not increase proportionally.

“Hmm….”

Raon narrowed his eyes as he observed the flames.

‘So flames touching flames doesn’t necessarily increase their power.’

I observed the movement of the flames in detail while operating the Ring of Fire.
The furnace’s flames and the Manhwa Palace’s heat had similar yet different flows.

‘If I align the flows here….’

When I adjusted the Manhwa Palace’s heat to match the furnace’s flames’ flow, the flames’ size decreased while their intensity increased more than tenfold.

Whoooosh!

The frying pan glowed red as if it would melt, and the surface of the dragon meat slowly began to turn brown. Finally, the meat was beginning to cook.

‘So that’s it. Even with the same attribute, there’s a way to multiply rather than simply add….’
-Don’t gain enlightenment while cooking! You’ve got a sword stabbed through your brain!

As I deepened my understanding of the flame attribute, Wrath let out a sharp cry.

‘I understand. I get it.’

I exhaled heavily and focused on the flames. Following Wrath’s instructions to prevent the juices from escaping as I grilled the meat, I heard the sound of the door being kicked open from behind.

Crash!

Aris Zigheart leaned against the wall with wine bottles clutched in both hands. She always wore carefree clothing like a swimsuit, but today it seemed even more pronounced—clearly intoxicated.

“You’re really going to eat that?”

She burst into laughter at the sight of the dragon meat, as if it were absurd.

“Yes. There’s something I absolutely need to accomplish by eating it….”
“People have called me eccentric plenty of times, but you’re on another level.”

Aris chuckled and approached me. As her hair swayed, I caught the cool, refreshing scent of sea flowers.

“Surely not….”

I shook my head. No matter how unusual I was, I didn’t think I compared to Aris Zigheart.

“Is it starting to cook now?”
“Yes. The furnace flames alone weren’t enough, so I added my own heat.”
“Let me help.”

Aris giggled and approached, placing her finger on the furnace. A colorless wave emanated from her fingertip, and the heat inside intensified further.

Sizzle!

The meat cooked faster, releasing an appetizing aroma.

-Now’s the time! Pour in the butter!

Wrath gestured urgently for me to add the butter sitting beside us to the pan.

I nodded and placed a chunk of butter directly into the pan.
The butter melted instantly into golden liquid. If I left it any longer, it would scorch to the pan entirely.

—Dip the meat in the butter!
‘Why am I even doing this?’

As I cleared my mind and dipped the dragon meat into the melted butter, Aris Zigheart set down her wine bottle and approached my side.

“I have a gift for you.”
“A gift?”

I stopped my hands and tilted my head curiously.

“Remember the promise I made when you departed?”
“Ah!”

I recalled how I had first demanded a Sea Serpent Heart from Aris Zigheart.

‘Now I can finally create Mother’s artificial core.’

I had obtained the Drake Heart long ago, but my inability to acquire the Sea Serpent Heart had frustrated me. Now, at last, I could complete it.
Imagining Sylvia’s joy brought a natural smile to my face.

“You really do love Sylvia.”

Aris Zigheart chuckled softly, her lips curling upward.

“At times like this, you seem your actual age.”
“Mm….”

I could neither deny nor affirm, so I closed my mouth.

Whoooosh!

Aris Zigheart’s smile deepened as she opened her spatial pouch. Watching her hand with anticipation, a bone suddenly gleamed with iridescent light and flew out. It was not a Sea Serpent Heart. It was Kaibar’s Drake Heart.

“Here!”

She held out the Drake Heart as if telling me to take it.

“Why would you….”
“You’re your mother and my brother’s dantian. If you’re going to create it, then I should help you with the very best. Not with some Sea Serpent heart!”

I smacked my lips without accepting the Dragon Heart.
If it were my own matter, I would have wanted to refuse out of burden, but since it was the material needed to forge Sylvia’s dantian, I couldn’t easily bring myself to decline.

“Of course, I’m not just giving it to you.”

Just as I awkwardly reached out my hand, Aris Zigheart pulled the Dragon Heart back. Her brow furrowed sharply.

“There’s a condition.”
“A condition? What kind of….”

If she was offering a Dragon Heart instead of a Sea Serpent heart, it couldn’t possibly be an ordinary condition. It had to be something dangerous or arduous.

‘Perhaps she wants me to join her pirate crew, or help her with something for a few years….’

As I waited nervously to hear what Aris would say, her red lips slowly parted.

“My condition is simple.”

Aris smoothed out her furrowed brow and curled her lips upward in a smile.

“Call me Aunt! You promised to call me Aunt when you came back alive!”
“Ah….”
-Hurry and call me Aunt, and flip the meat! It’s all burning!

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